The smile on Ji Ru's face faded, and Ji Ru was sensitive and a little inferior to her body.

Her self-confidence only exists in people she knows.

For example, Zhou Gu's sewing and praise inside.

Because Zhou Gu had seen himself like that before.

Shen Lin even leaned over to her, "Sister." ”

He was drunk, and there was a bit of coquettishness in his tone, and he pulled Ji Ru's arm and shook it.

"If it was before, I would be willing to dedicate myself to art, but I have been washed by life, sorry."

She is always tactful in rejecting people, and she has the art of speaking.

Shen Lin's eyes were aggrieved, "But my inspiration is you, sister, I need you, no artist can leave his muse to create, it's okay if I haven't seen you, but I've seen you, you are alive, no longer you in the photo, I can no longer paint to you in my imagination......"

Ji Ru's head is big, this person has imposed a big crime on himself.

He continued to rub Ji Ru's shoulder, Ji Ru lowered his eyes slightly, maybe the two of them were a little drunk, or they had given birth to children, Ji Ru reached out and touched Shen Lin's head.

Shen Lin's whole body froze at that moment.

All the wine disappeared in that moment, and he straightened up his waist and looked at Ji Ru incredulously.

"What, what's wrong?"

Shen Lin's expression was treacherous, unpredictable.

Ji Ru looked at him puzzled, did he commit any heavenly rules?

I saw Shen Lin's expression extremely serious, "In our place, the head can't be touched casually." ”

Ji Ru was frightened!

It is true that there are places where this custom exists.

"I'm sorry I ......"

"You're going to marry me."

"Huh?"

Shen Lin: "I am a nobleman, whoever touches my head will marry me, my head is only my wife, and the elders in my family can touch it." ”

"It's not...... That ......"

"That is, being willing to let people touch their heads means surrender, you want to marry me!"

This time Zi Ji is speechless, and it is indeed his own hand that made the first move.

She looked a little flustered, distressed and trying to find excuses for herself.

The determined look on Shen Lin's face finally relaxed, and he smiled.

"Just kidding, I'm not one of those people, and if you meet someone else, you're done for the day." Ji Ru suddenly had a feeling in his heart for the rest of his life.

"Then you can be my model as a price, right?"

"If you don't do nude models, you can do anything else, if you want to draw a model with a bad figure."

Shen Lin knew that Ji Ru would not regress anymore, and he probably guessed that Ji Ru was very unconfident in his figure.

"Alright then, as long as it's Miss Muse."

It's about to be late autumn, and the wind is blowing on the rooftop, which is a little cool.

Ji Ru rubbed his arm.

"I'll go back first, I'll have something to do tomorrow."

Ji Ru stood up and walked out, Shen Lin suddenly shouted, "Sister Ji Ru." ”

"What?"

"Can I chase you? I don't think I'm the only one. ”

Ji Ru smiled lightly, "Children, create with your heart, your work is great, my sister is very optimistic about you." ”

She finished and disappeared in the doorway.

Shen Lin just smiled, took a drink, and followed downstairs.

In the afternoon of the next day, Ji Ru began to toss upside down.

She opened the drawer, there was very little makeup, a few basic sets, and she couldn't wear it a few times a year, especially in recent years, there was no makeup at all.

But women have a problem, they like to do this, and she is no exception.

Art students are even more handy in this regard, with color matching, line control and smoothness.

After painting the makeup, looking at the mirror and taking herself, Ji Ru was stunned.

Suddenly, her eyes turned red, and she hurriedly closed the drawer and went to the cloakroom.

Most of her dresses were given by Nie Mingshu, or they were partners.

Ji Ru looked at the dress hanging at the end, which she chose herself.

She reached out and took it.

Ji Ru has a chicken nest head, red lips, and the foundation on her face is very thin, but it has already modified her skin well, and the slightly raised eyeliner is surprisingly good-looking.

The black slim dress on the body, satin streamer material, the back is a large open back, with several pearl strands hanging from it, and Ji Ru is holding a bag in his hand.

The whole person is dignified, atmospheric and bright.

This is who she was, long ago.

Nie Mingshu glanced at it, "It's beautiful, Ji Ru." ”

Ji Ru fastened the seat belt, "Thank you for the compliment." ”

Nie Mingshu didn't speak again, he drove the car, and the car was extremely quiet, this is how the two of them have gotten along in the past few years.

At this time, I passed by a middle school.

There were a bunch of middle school students at the school gate, and Ji Ru's eyes were attracted to the past.

They are young and energetic.

People who fall in love are even more cautious, with blushing faces, lowered heads, looking left and right, and fingers that only dare to hook together......

It's wonderful.

"Remember?"